October 2009
7 posts
“I FIX mine eye on thine, and there
Pity my picture burning in thine...”
– John Donne, “Witchcraft By a Picture”
Damn Prufrock keeps invading my thoughts.
“No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one...”
– “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
I like this. It’s friendly.
I wrote today. I wrote three pages for my Senior Seminar paper, and I’m very proud of myself. It’s not a big accomplishment, no, but I did something ahead of time—for once in about year—and I kept with it. Perhaps the fact that I could graduate next semester keeps me unconsciously motivated? No, it’s not completely unconscious...
“What happens is a continual surrender of [the artist’s self] as he is at...”
– T. S. Eliot, “Tradition and the Individual Talent”
Part of that quote was stuck in my head, and I needed to do something with it.
“And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the...”
– T.S. Eliot, “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”